God is not human, that He should lie, not a human being, that He should change his mind. Does He speak and then not act? Does He promise and not fulfill? Numbers 23:19 (NIV)
He is merciful and tender toward those who don’t deserve it; he is slow to get angry and full of kindness and love. He never bears a grudge, nor remains angry forever. He has not punished us as we deserve for all our sins, for His mercy toward those who fear and honor Him is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth. He has removed our sins as far away from us as the east is from the west. He is like a father to us, tender and sympathetic to those who reverence him. For he knows we are but dust and that our days are few and brief, like grass, like flowers, blown by the wind and gone forever. Psalm 103:8-13 (TLB)
God created the universe from nothing.
I don’t know if you have thought about it—I’ve been proud of some of my “creations.” When I stop to look at what I’ve “made” I realize that I only re-arranged things.
Human beings lack the capacity to create. We are the great re-arrangers.
Is your mind racing? Are you trying to think of something you’ve created? OK. What did you create?
Was it a delicious masterpiece on yummy goodness? That’s a big part of Thanksgiving here in the US. Unless you had bare cupboards and produced a meal without any starting ingredients—you simply rearranged the ingredients into your tasty meal.
Do you have children? People talk about “creating a child.” It IS a miraculous process—one with so many steps it amazes me that any child is born. That child started with something—a sperm and egg had to come together. Once that occurs, DNA rearranges and that creates a new human.
Humans always have to start with something.
Do you feel small now—maybe not so grand and accomplished?
That’s OK. Hopefully, it will make you thankful.
God, who can create something from nothing, wants to have a relationship with you!
God is pure, holy, powerful, loving, patient, forgiving, merciful—see He’s not like you and me at all. He remembers what He used to make His treasured masterpiece.
He remembers we are dust.
Superficially, that might make you feel puny and insignificant. It should make you feel very loved and treasured. It’s one of the things for which I’m most thankful.
My boss requires me to produce results. My patients expect me to give flawless, excellent care when they are sick. Those nameless faces expect me to adhere to a code of conduct and social structure. My spouse has expectations for me. The person looking back at me in the mirror checks for flaws with a magnifying glass.
God remembers I am dust.
When I fail, God’s ready to forgive—because He remembers I am dust. When sin had me trapped with no hope of escape, God sent His Son to die in my place, to save me, the “dusty” sinner, from punishment. When I can’t count high enough to number the times I’ve done the thing that I promised I would never do again—God is waiting for me to repent—waiting with love and not a grudge or the scolding wag of a condemning finger. He knows my weakness, my frailties, my secret sin, the thoughts and feelings I would never share with another human—and His love for me is higher than the sky.
God remembers I am dust.
Father, in all my efforts to be good enough I’m thankful for the reminder that You remember that I am dust. It’s not that notion that makes me thankful—it’s that You remember I am dust and still You love me anyway. I can come to you “dusty” and I’ll always find Your loving arms open ready to embrace me. Thank You for not being like me. Thank You for Your love.
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